Welcome, Dear Neighbor! (Human Actor Wally x Female Reader) Book 1

Part 17

When Y/n returned from break, Wally was just getting off-set. "I got you your surprise Mr. Darling!~" Y/n smiled as she walked up to him, holding up the bag to him. "What is it?" He questioned, "I can't tell you, it's a surprise for him for a reason." Y/n said, giving him a wink, making him blush softly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must clock back in." Y/n smiled happily, leaving him the bag of food. He glared at it for a second before heading off back to the dressing room. Lacy looked at him as he entered, "Y/n got me a surprise food."

Lacy smiled, "I see." She replied as she started to get her food out. "Oh, it looks like Y/n got you something too," Wally said, pulling the to-go box with her name in Sharpie on top. "Oh, that was nice of her."

"Y/n is a sweetheart Lacy, do you like her?" Wally asked, "I'm pretty neutral of her, I don't know her too much but she's chill." Lacy stated as she opened up her to-go box to eat. "That's good," He replied. When she opened up the box, she was surprised to see the exact order she would usually get herself, leaving her quite disturbed. "Uh...Wally, what did you get?"

"I'm surprised, she got my usual. Huh! Weird." He stated, "Weird? Not disturbing?" Lacy questioned, "Look, for all we know she could've asked the person at the window our orders if we're very frequent there."

"True, oh, goodie, we get off early." Lacy smiled, "How much longer?" Wally questioned, looking at Lacy who was on her phone as he began to eat. "In an hour." She replied, Wally looked at her for a moment before speaking, smile faded and neutral. "Tell me, does Sally stay after work hours?" Wally questioned suddenly, a chaotic smile formed bigger than usual. The question sent Lacy for a loop, not expecting it. "I do believe so, I couldn't give you a direct answer."

"Why not?" Wally asked, "Well, first, she's in another department from here, the VA department. Second, I'm only acquaintances with Sally. And lastly, I haven't spoken to her since your murder." Lacy explained, her voice clearly showing her nervousness. Wally already knew her nervousness, seeing her fingers shake a little. "Why are you scared? I haven't even touched you." Wally stated, observing her very closely. "I know I shouldn't be but even if I say the truth and it doesn't satisfy you, it can cause the Ribble effect," Lacy said.

"Did you tell her purposefully?" Wally questioned. "No, she saw it with me in the parking lot."

"Then I see no reason to kill you, Lacy," Wally said, getting up and looking at her in the eyes. "I know you want to keep this job and provide for your family, why would I ruin that for you? I'm not a monster, I have sympathy." Wally explained, patting her on the arm before walking out. Heading towards the location he was told.

Going up a few stairs, and entered the doors of the VA's studios. Whispers of his entrance were present, some stared in awe at him being there, even a few fangirling over him.

"What is he doing here?" One questioned, and another kept rambling on about him. Wally walked up to the director with the director looking at him in mere confusion. "Mr. D-darling! What brings you here?" The director, Mr. Combs asked. "I need to speak with one of the voice actresses privately." He stated, "Is there an issue? Maybe I can resolve it for you." Mr. Combs asked nervously. 

"This is strictly an issue I would like to handle on my own," Wally stated, not backing down. "O-oh, who is it?"

"Sally Starlight," Wally replied sternly, expecting to see her asap. "Oh, uh...sure, let me go get her." Mr. Combs replied. Walking and Wally following which caught Mr. Combs's attention. "uh...no no no, you can't come with." He stated, with Wally giving him a stern glare in return for his comment. "Excuse me?" Wally asked, sounding offended. The glare and stern tone made Mr. Combs unsettled. 

"Woah, fine, follow me." He finally said, not wanting to hear a complaint from Mr. Dorliane. Wally's glare now faded. As they walked down the hallway, Wally looked at the orange walls with a few portraits of its employees. A few employees of the month, including Sally as one of them. 

"This is her office." Mr. Combs stated, knocking on the door and leaving Wally by the door to talk to her in private. Sally opened the door and looked at Wally in surprise. "W-wally, what are you doing here?" She questioned, her hands fiddling nervously with her blonde hair which stood out with her tannish skin. "We need to talk," Wally stated, inviting himself in. 

"What is this about?" Sally said, her fingers not straying away from her hair much. "Why did you tell her?" Wally began, making Sally's eyes widen. "How did you find out?"

"Barnaby, turns out, he doesn't lie to his best friend. He knows as well, about murder," Wally smiled mischievously. "And he's chill about it?" Sally questioned, "Seems so, but why not you? It's not like you'll be my next victim." Wally stated, "I don't know that." Sally stated. "Sally, do you even know why I killed him?"

"No, nor do I care, murder doesn't justify anything. I told Y/n," Sally said, making Wally look at her. "Would you murder me because I murdered someone?" Wally asked, "Yes I would." 

"Hah! You say murder doesn't justify anything but here you are wanting to murder me because I killed someone who clearly deserved it." Wally stated, the truth making him laugh. Sally looked at him in surprise, "You're being very hypercritical Sally, you say one thing then another which doesn't line up correctly with your belief, like the Senate."

"You're a murderer, that's two completely different things! A murderer and a rapist, murderers are just as worse." 

"Say, if you got sexually assaulted by someone, would you let him get away or take the situation into your hands if he wasn't correctly sentenced?" Wally pressed, "Murder is justified in certain situations, not always, but sometimes," Wally stated. Sally growled, "Fine! You win, what do you want?"

"Keep quiet and if you don't, I can take everything away from you. Your job, your friends, every single thing you love."

Sally looked at Wally seriously, "If you want me to keep my shut, you'll need a more generous offer for me." Sally stated, her poker face coming out, a smile on her face. "Okay, I'll play your game Sally May. I'll fund your campaign to the full extent, I'll help your series gain recognition in return for silence." Wally offered, his smile almost inhuman.

The offer was good, almost too good to pass up. "And I won't have to pay you back?"

"Sally, you do realize I'm filthy rich from my acting career?" Wally laughs lightly with Sally looking at him. "I course you don't have to pay me back, the things I ask are to keep this quiet from the public, not to tell the neighborhood, and stay away from Y/n," Wally explained.

"Those seem like simple terms, but what if I try to kill you?" Sally smiled, "Then I guess I'll have to put in my will early for my Y/n dear." Wally laughed, knowing full well she would kill him. "So you aren't afraid if I kill you?" Sally questioned him further. "No, if anything, you won't succeed."

"Is that a challenge?" Sally asked, with Wally clasping his hands and nodding in response.

"You want a challenge then deal! Just know, you better watch yourself." Sally smiled, Wally smiled back, happy to see a real challenge. "And you better watch yourself as well." He laughed, loving to have a new thrill alongside caring for Y/n. He left her office and walked back to his dressing room, preparing to get his things then leave. Without realizing it, Sally tried to stab Wally with scissors. Dodging them.

"Nice attempt." Wally said, grabbing her wrist and twisting it before soon slamming her up against the wall. "I know a lot about self-defense and other underlying factors, I didn't tell you to keep the thrill going." Wally said, the scissors falling from her hand. He let go of her and resumed his walk. "As Mickey would say, Toodles!~" Wally said in a Mickey impression, leaving her there in confusion, gigling to himself.

Sally rubbed her wrist in pain before soon picking the scissors and heading back to her office. "Fuck him." She whispered to herself, sitting the item back in her item organizer.